One might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them might belong to the class. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. In a moment they were in the street outside. He appeared to be a stranger to the prisoner, and the sole motive of his visit, curiosity. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. Wood. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister.
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